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Madame Patti's Russian Engage-j ment. Madame Patti'a proposed visit to Euwin has (learns the London correspondent of the Birming- 1 T\~vv Post) been abandoned because of SefSnl". «»»»»• » <em»on.«ew- rainer M"* concert for a series in St. SJrtT • th««ot,n,adbe« paid by the St. ti.at "A; b»t, impresario was prepaied to do monev authorities interfered, and declared h,t the m.ney should not leave the count' y until the cOlltract bad been fulfilled. MAdame Patti tlieretipoii declitied to go further in tht> matt or, desjn < Roth guarantee was offered to DO %Y°" *N„„A TN T»,P Hchilds for thepayment; and t';e .nnoyance t°,the Russian manager is the greatei n to Cecure been an overwhelming rush in advance to secure places. ^rTTTZTZ

Lamb's Gift to the Burglar, Lamb was awakened e>rly onc Clmstmaa morn- S2 £ 5B £ £ nSSS& toaF^be a«bed Because I mn starving," r turned tee housebreaker sullenly. « Are y-your-e-w-rraly Yer-very h-h-l.un.gng-g.ry-huno.y a ked L^mt»; •Vcrr" reoiied the burger, turning aw»y. «• Pup* up-poor fuf-ful-fellow <" s«id the cfay.s "H-here's^^ •oasying. with a dexterous mo «,trcpt, and, Ug be ej-cted the maraiJk to bed. The locking ihe door securely, we didn't see burglar confessed afterwards t: at ho awn the joke tor six weeks.

A Family of Musicians. *• "h. Ki Jtof" »"j others, it is no' surpns Concert in then yobrothers wi„ appear Srnr^al'to, violinist, P^nist, composer, and we know not what beside.

A Coat Worth 1,000 Guineas. A -it, to gaze upon a seaisK ^blg fof tl e been "'built' and lined thousand Duchess of Portland, at a cost 01 u« guineas.

Tall and Short United. An interesting imrMase w.13 Virginian town the other day, !'>» and was M. V. Collins, who stands 6fr. 7m. k the btide, Martha J. F„rnsW0fith who ,s St^ 1 in heighr. The groom is ^6 jeara old, »>nu bride eighteen.

Another Profession Discovered. In the announcement of Spavin !V:!I'iJank- made the subject, of a receiving > .ppo.jnis^s ruptcy, Urn Gazette, for the first t in*, .ecognit, the profession of "Pugilist."

THP, Editor of the Medical Annual after A care- ful examination of OADBUKV'S COCUA PNINOMIIC J be both a food and a bevornKe t"e Ist quality. Le5 BOLLOWAT'S PILLS ANn OINTMENT.—Whilst the Inhabitants of our great cities sulTer ftom ,Xt crowding ami all its attendant evils, both physical the more robust aud enorpBtic emigrant will in his t liable to buffer in hia new home from the want of ranity ftisd the medical i«Hources of his native lau i aiway- The best adYfoo a friend can give is «■ a supply of these weil-Jthowu remedies as P^'fc °* outfit, for by attention to the eaMly nn er.stood and yet ampje direcUou^ which accompany e »ch box. au'i P0'' "°.J.J nf?VR;- Hfc f^uitwheu taken iii vr uu ler any adverse SftW.c Of life. ion ^'AZWVATTEBTRAS are :» hoo^eh.iUl word in "I r.h« delicious tets of 30 vetira atru.

FEMININE FANCIES, FOIBLES, AND FASHIONS. BY "MURIEL." ALL RIGHTS RESERVED "TEMPUS FUN IT." 18911 How fast time flies! How soon will the present century be ended! Truly it is a solemn thought. Interminable appear the days of childhood. Arrived at man's estate they pass in such quick procession that Wb have barely time, to mark their progress. It seems but a short time sinoe last year. I called attention to the periodical turning ovez of new leaves. The deeds we have done have all been duly set down bj that Vi line chartered accountant, the Recording Angel. Looking hack over the blurred pages-365 in all-may we observe the black catalogue of offences shows many a sign of blotting out b; that attendant spirit, who, while duly setting down the sins of each hour, leaves the account open until sundown. Those we remember and repent of are blotted out, but against the rest He sets his seal for ever. So the beautiful legend founded on Scripture runs. t LEAVK THE PAST BEIIINP. A favourite writer—"A. K. H. B,says that it is good to take short views of life, and that a series of beginnings and endings is more comfortable than one long looking for- ward or backward. A 11 thoughiful people are glad to have a day fixed for ending and new beginning. It heertens one." as country folk say. As I write, I seem to hear the flutter of many leaves, accompanied by sighs like the voice of the poplar on halcyon days -sighs for the irrevocable past, tempered by hope and good intention. It is Longfellow who appositely wrote n. Nor deem the irrevocable past Aq wholly watted, wholly v'un— If, rising on its wrecks nt last, To something nobter we atuin. It is the same American poet who likens the departing year to an old man whom Time irreverently plucks by the beard-an indig- nity which the patriaroh of 3uo days, has no power tc resent. It is a pathetic picture Longfellow conjures up, and the simile is so powerful that we find ourselves sympathising with the feeble steps and tottering gait of the dying king. His reign may have been disastrous to us. Still, now that his requiem is prepared, we recall sundry acts of kindness beside the ill-will, which cannot be cherished oc the brink of a grave. Almost we resent as an offence against decency the acclaim with which the new untried year is being ushered in by those who cry I-lail I" to every new acquaintance as sure to be superior to the old. Nevertheless, let us hope their expecta- tions of good will will all be realised. jt VALUABLE SHAKESPEREAN REUCB. A collateral descendant of Shakespeare has lat-ly died at Gloucester. The deceased lady, who was aged 81, could traoe her descent in a direct line to the bard's sister, Joan Hart. Mrs Fletoher, the lady in question. wa* in possession of Shakespeare's stick and jug, which relics sho delighted in exhibiting to her visitors. These latter were inoluded in the interesting relics of Shakespeare col- lected some years ago—nine or more—at the Royal Albert Hall, Kensington. Mrs. Fletoher was pleased to show me her valuable property, and related bow onco Charles Diokena and other friends, stopping in the anoisnt city of Gloucester, paui a visit to her for the purpose of inspecting the treasures. Mrs. FIt tcher also told me of the large sums she ba.d now And again refused for these heirlooms severally. I forget, the amount at this,dis- tance of time, but I remembff. thinking it fabulous. Mrs. Fletoher asked roes in my journalistic capacity, to describe her priceless relics; and, having done so, to her satiifac- tion I suppose, sho presented to me a pair of scissors and a pI;. nknife-Mrs. Fletcher, or her daughter, beingoutlers,. I believe. I gave one pair of the scisson to a friend, the other pair and the knife I powess still. M FANCY RUNS RIOT. Apropos to the now trimmings, none are so admired *a those which are jewelled, and these are somewhat oostly; but unset stones in every variety are now to be had, and, as I have remarked before, any woman clever with her fingers may carry out a design in tinsel thread, silk, and coloured stones-opals- by which term I do not mean imitations of the milk; white stone which is regarded as un- lucky, but any sort of clouded stones in any colour. White and silver gimps are «J°dded with turquoise; black gimp is enriched with ooral, and so on. Close-woven gold and silver ribbons are sewn with sequins. In short, fancy runs riot in this direction. Girdles, enriched with glittering stones, shaped pieces for the waist and neck, and galons of different widths are to be had at prices ranging from a few shillings to 25s There is something quite barbaric in this fashion for glitter, and one needs a rich Oriental type of beauty to carry off all this ooloured glass jewellery, tinsel thread em- broidery, gold and silver gimps, and thick, rope-like cables tasselled at the ends, which are used for girdles. Women with leisure and some skill can make gorgeous tabliers, panels, stomachers, &o., for ball dresses and dinner gowns. A DOUBTFUL ADVANTAGR AT THB HMST. An acquaintance of mine is engaged in embroidering a pair of long white gloves, to be worn in connection with a bejewelled ball dress The embroidery nearly covers the back of *hp clove, and is carried some distance up he arm. The floral design is wrought out in coloured silks, and the ernoroidery 0 W'th tiny lewels. It must, if em" be borne in mind that some however, -ppearanoe to increase tho designs lenu the §pp be looked (Q size of the hand. 1 gacrjwthe certain in time, for it is a pit) ™ sacr m Jharm of a small hand to the nim don^ ul advantage of one that is gorgeously equ.pi TTR A CK KID GLOVES ORNAMENTED WITH JET Black kid gloves are greatly embellishe K Havre the "points' outlined w.th in- jet beads. A straggling design, fh view to natural outline of the hand, also with view to ghoeS) rg l0°k',r ioat! otherwise they almost t0 f 1- exaggerate defects as regards 0fcVta l'me of the embroidered gloves n the Tudor Exhibition last year were shown a* tne iu exauisitely were they really w°rl<s o jn)pressed me as being emb^°ltr '^st oAVemappeared with wide very loo d d]-6W we]i over the KiS. requirement of «good (u wnSt' Vxhe disregarded by squue being ,1 thc Tudor Dynasty. and dame alike ciui.Bfc » » ITTIIBV OF CVLP FASHIONS, ATT POINT TO A UKTUH. i i oar Exhibition of th« The Art 'and. Ga;ldr bv the kmd « Working Lao.e3 Ashborton, permission °t J lIouse during the past was ue!a at o( Batten' g, dre^ed we^'k. limw.s with oUci', iu a*1 opened the exhibition. In the loan collection I was a waistcoat, richly embroidered with floral design it coloured silks, and further studded with coloured stones. So, in our present taste for this class of ornamentation, we are only returning to the fashions of the past. No doubt the original possessor of this fine vest was very proud to show himself therein. Now all is changed, and I do not think the other sex—at least some members of it—altogether acquiesce in the custom that allows women to preen themselves exclusively in the bravery of fine apparel, taking it for granted, we will suppose, that a fondness for fripperies u an in- dubitable sign of emasculation and effeminacy totally unworthy of that lordly descendant of Adam, whose generic title is "man." BE CAREFUL. I notice among artistic dresses that grey and maize are frequently united, but such combination requires most careful treatment. 6o, too, does a mixture of turquoise, blue, and wine colour. 't IN FLACK OF THE MKMCI, One attempt at radical change in a time- honoured fashion is the one of introducing a thir pleating round the throat in place of the regulation Medioi collar. First creep and then go is a direction that does not seem to prevail hero, v DOYLEYS FOR AFTKNNOON* TEAS. At afternoon teas it is now customary in many families to hand to each guest with the tea a small doyley of washable material. It may be square or circular, according to taste, and coloured or white as you please. The purpose of the doyley is to give the visitor something on which to lay the slice of bread and butter, piece of cake, or biscuits taken with the tea. The serviette is laid upon the lap, and is found far more convenient than a plate, however small, and, further, it serves to remove stioki- nesi from the fingers before resuming one's gloves. Some china afternoon tea services are made with saucers shaped to supply plate and saucer in one, but they look cumbersome, and take up far too much room on the tray. When coloured linen is used for the doyley, it is usually scolloped at the edge and button- holed, the monogram of the owner being worked in the centre with flax thread, and a flower in each corner if liked. The fast- dyed linens manufactured in Belfast, to which 1 have previously drawn attention, are much liked, tho blue and furze-bloom' yellow being generally preferred. White linen is liked by some people, and it may be embellished in various ways — embroidered, for instance, with coloured flax thread. 1 have alSo seen white doyley's fringed with silver an d with gold, the same being removed before washing, and subsequently replaced. OENTRE TABLE CLOTFS I a-P told that ths asms rle la creme tJo not now put oentre cloths on their dinner tables, but the majority continue to use them. White Bengaline silk, embroidered with a scroll-like pattern in blue and old gold, looks well. Blue and pale pink is particularly effective. I have teen such a oloth fringed with gold fringe. A WELCOME CHANG P. A simple but very pretty centre is made by buying a long length of soft silk, coloured preferably. When the dessert, flowers, and small silver lamps now used as additional lights are placed in position, the silk is puckered round in careless billowy fold. Dessert is onoe more seen on the dinner table during the time the meal is served, and I am glad to record the faot. The act of eating is !>" no means a romantic proceeding, and the presence of fruit and ilowers certainly tends le refine that very necessary exercise o! the teeth.. So, by all means, let us have these lo relv an-d-keltcious products of the vegetable kingdom about us while we cat. a FoH. THOSE WHO A-SHOPFING Go. Less well known than they deserve to be.- ioi they are most capacious and convenient tt carry—are the coloured netted string bags, furnished with draw-strings and leather handles. Light in weight, collapsible when not! in u?e, and being equally ex- pansive to a limit beyond belief when parcels are large and numerous, this shopping bag proves more convenient than I suppose many people are aware of, or surely so excellent a means of porterage would be more generally employed. The price of this sort of bag is much reduced. For Is. 6d. you can buy a very nice bag. J am not too proud to carry parcels, and when 1 was buying Christmas gifts I found my string bag eminently useful. "TIDDLY WINK" POPULAR. Writing of the game called t; tiddly wink" last week, I omitted to mention that at one house alone over one hundred gross per week are sold. # # ATTRACTIVE FOR THB JUVENILES. At a shop in Regent-street is a large col- lection of mechanical toys, including » crab which crawls and strong clockwork rats; also a donkey that presents the usual stubborn characteristics of his much-abused race. This particular Neddy kicks and jibs out and by removing a pin instead of apply- ing one — the favourite stimulus of the donkey-boy—this ingenious effigy breaks into a downright gallop. Another and startling meohanical toy is a. huge stag beetle, in shining livery of green and gold. Suspended by an almost invisible wire from the ceiling, you wind the monster insect, and when released it flys round and round the room with startling velocity, making in its wild career a horrible whirring sound. so like the buzzing of some dreaded creature that I felt thrills of disgust, and repulsior. as I watched it, and experienced considerable relief as it brought its erratic aerial fligbt to a close. I find that grown-up babies are very much delighted with many of these meohanical toys, and really they have no need to be ashamed of it, for it is a wonder to see how nearly skin to Nature are many of these, 'her prototypes. The inventor only falls short when he cannot endow his creation with actual life, but the automatic movements that be contrives to effect are so close a resemblance that they might have deceived Buffon himself, or nearly. it WHAT WILL TRR NFW YEAR BBINC Us F Now, before I conclude my letter, J wish to address my readers more directly than hitherto. The New Year is olose at hand: it is even at the door. It is untried, and the veil that hides its purpose is thick: indeed, it is impenetrable. Sanguine folk ar" ever eager to take a new acquaintance by the hand and to credit him with virtues, talents; and benign intentions generally. Cautious people insist on proofs ere they have faith in him or bestow encomiums. These latter-and J am one of them- say -Mian to .he New Year of oours# as man do to a coining king, even though he does not carry his credentials with hun YV e wish to think well of him, knowing that he will exercise almost unlimited sway over us, fa-- greater than that in the hands of the representative of any limited monarchy soever, Thus we view the new co-ner askance. Does he mean well by UI f That is the question. Well, in t>ie sense of those limitations which we describe as well, who can tell ? Anyway, I can wish that the New Year may bring to thr happy and prosperous increased prosperity; tf the sad a lifting of sorrow, and my compensation and consolation go hand in hand. To the liok I say, May health attend you To the poor, May the rich befriend you And. should there be any not included in thfs category, I make an amende in brief by wish- ing you one and ali a very happy and pros- perous New Year.

To Correspondents. "JOSKPHA," "JHNNY," and "MAY." Certainly tha dinners provided for starving children attend- ing the London Board Schoot are clll1"itably >n operation stiil. Your former generouf donations were sent in to the hon. secretary, Mrs. Pennington, 5, Alexandrs-road, Souih tlampstead, N.W., who telU me that they were duly acknowledged, privately by letter, and publiotly m the pr nted report issued yeirly,

Recipes. A NICK SWRHT Disir. Recipes of sweet dishes easily m-idfl and not of extravagant character are usually acceptable. The one I give will, therefore, I lliink, he wel- come:—Mix the beaten yolk of four eggs with a pint of cream; add three dessert spoonful of nifted pugar, aud three or four drops of essence of vanilla, lemon, noyeau, or other flavouring. Last of all introduce the white of an egg beaten to a firm froth r put the mixture into a jug and place it in a saucepan filled with cold wstot put it, on the fire and stir until the cream thickens. It must on no account boil. Pour into custard glasses and strain the top with powdered cinna- IDOl. comfits or sifted sugar. CRUMPETS. MAKGOKSITS"' wishes a recipe for crumpets, i know the following one to be excellent :-Warm a quart of millr, and stir into it l^gz. of German yeast and a pinch of salt. add sufficient thur to make a batter; set the mixture to rise for half an hour, when it has risen well mix in thoroughly 4nz. of butter; pouv the batter into your crumpe; rings, and set on a. baking tin on the top of the register. The crumpets take five minutes after the top begins to blisttr. Of course they nmat not. be made too thick 01 too brown. Some people call crumpets pikelets, and so confusion arises in con- sequence. Muffins are not infrequently described as crunipsts, in a slang allusion to u certain enter- tainment described as a Muftin struggle.

Hobson's Choice. Well, my de'ar Arthur, it's Hobson's choice; you have either to take a chance which is any odds in favour of you, or to stand by the consequences of a dead cert. If those dis- honoured bills are presented to your father you'll never inherit one farthing of his money. And if I do what you propose, this time next year I may be braaking stones at Port- land," answed Arthur Ingram. That is not on the cards your father would never go as far as that and that you know as well as 1 do. If ever there was a dead cert. its Timoleon there is not anything in the same field against him, and the only one that danger could possibly be feared from, Grammachree, is safe; I have squared Tom Nod to ease his filly. Old Moss will not hold over your bills another day without your father's guarantee, and the race does not come off for a week. You were very foolish to quarrel with the old rascal." 11 1 didn't quarrel with him, he quarrelled with me." .1 Yes, but you called him some very hard names, Shylock being about the mildest of the epithets you applied to him; and he told you if he were Shylock he'd have his pound of flesh off you, and he will too, if he can get it." II And this is the man you would have me place myself in the power of, by giving him a forged pro- missory note." The speakers in the foregoing dialogue were Arthur Ingram, a young fellow of three-and-twenty, and his cousin Charley Fawcett, who was some four years his elder in age, and forty in knowledge of the world. Arthur was the only son of a retired trades- man who had mado a large fortune in the butter and cheese trade, and settled down on a handsome estate in one of the home counties. His great ambition was that his son should be a gentleman, and he had given him a university education and made him a good allowance that he might hold his own in any society. There were certain points; however, upon which Mr. Ingram was in- flexible, and those were horse racing, betting, and gambling. "I'll never have the money," he used to say, that I have struggled so hard to make, scattered among a lot of black- legs." If Mr. Ingram bad known as much about the world as he did about chees and butter, he would have known that for a young man to move in good society and yet keep -clear of horses and betting was almost an impossibility, and if instead of a prohibi- tion he had exercised judicious con- trol over the inevitable, the result would have been more satisfactory to all parties, but knowing that his father would be as unfor- giving for a five-shilling bet—as the old man especially prided himself upon principle—as for one for five hundred, the young fellow, as soon as he began to lose, became reckless. Arthur had an evil genius at his elbow in the parson of this aforesaid oousin, Charley Fawcett, the head clerk in a City office: Fawcett was a great favourite with the elder Ingram, he was a quiet hypooritioal fellow, who carefully cloaked his vices under an aspect of sedate respectability, and had conceived a plan by which he hoped to utterly disgrace young Arthur in his father's eyes, get him out of the country, and then take his place in the old man's will. And it must be confessed that he laid out his plot with Machiavellian astuteness. Mr. Ingram had asked him to give an eye to his son's doings in town, and Fawcett had not failed, in a covert sort of way, while pretend- ing to do all he could to shield the young man, to insinuate very damaging views of his behaviour. Fresh from Oxford, Arthur had been going the pace, had fallen among thieves, and been fleeced to a tune that he knew if it reached his father's ears would mean ruin to him. Fawcett, although few suspected it, was an inveterate gambler and turfite, aid knew as much about the seamy side of the turf as most men of his age, and it was he who had contrived to involve the young fellow in these difficulties-sharing in the gains- and then sent him to old .Moss for money at cent. per cent. It was he who had instructerl the Jew to make a quarrel with the young Juggins, so that he might have an excuse for refusing to renew the bills, and it was he who was now persuading the unsuspecting youth to forge his father's name to a guarantee that these bills should be taken up within one week of the date given therein. Well, let us go and have some dinner, said Fawcett, too clever to push the argument too closely for the time, for this conversation had taken place in Arthur's rooms m Vic- toria-street, where Fawcett had come to visit him after his business hours. They accord- ingly adjourned to a West end restau- rant, when Arthur tried to drown remembrance by copious draughts of champagne, and Fawcett found means to despatch a line to old AIoss, the result of which was that that worthy gentleman about half an hour afterwards strolled into the restaurant as if by accident, and oatohiDg sight of Arthur came up to his table and said, quietly, "Don't forget to-morrow morning, I shall not. You knoW' what I mean." and walked awav "He\ bent on your ruin," said Fawoett." H Bit I've thought of another man, that if I placed such a guarantee in his hands as TO proposed, would take up the bills and so thwart old Shylook of his pound of flesh, and with him it would be as safe as witfr me." Youn-a Joggins caught at the bait like a trout at a fly, this visit from Moss frightening him to assent to any plan, however desperate, and before he went to bed that night Fawcett had got the forged note in his pocket. The Broadmoor Autumn Meeting—as we shall call it-promised to be only an indif. ferent affair this year, early frosts following a long period of dry weather, that had mwk the course like a rock, had thrown horses out of exercise, and although the Broadmoor Stakes was a prize worth JE500, owners under the circumstances did not cars to risk valuable horses, and there was a wholesale scratching, which left in only two animals of any pretention, an Irish filly named Grammachree, and a horse called Timoleon; tne latter, however, was considered to be a good 51b. better than the filly. Arthur In. gram bad put a good sum on Timoleon whan he stood at iOto I, having got the tip justbefon* that nearly every borse likely to provedangeN ous to him would be struck out; since which the favourite had gone np to very shortoddt. As Mr. Fawcett had remarked, there was only one other in the race. and, bar accident, her chance was a very small one. To judge by the steadiness of the market and common talk, never did any race seem more fair and above board, for there was not the faintest whisper of doubt abroad, and everybody seemed to regard the result as a foregone conclusion. There was not a very large attendance, the day being raw, rainy, and cold; but there was not on the grand stand a heart that beat more anxiously than did that of Arthur Ingram. At length the time for the momentous event arrived. Timoleon, mounted by a well- known jockey, looked in the pink of condition, and the same might have been said of Gram- machree, though the veriest tyro in horse- flesh would have given the preference to the former. After that the field was no. where. At the start an outsider took the lead, but the filly soon passed him, closely followed by the favourite. There was nothing in this to cause any alarm to his backers, as it seemed that the jockey had only to put on a spurt to pass Grammachree easily. Presently, however, people began to think that he was taking things a little too easily, making too sure, especially as the outsider, David, who had led off, was slowly, but surely, regaining his first position, The crowd began to shout for Timoleon to be extended, and when within fifty yards of his goal, the jockey seemed to wake up to the situation and used the whip and spur but somehow the horse did not seem to answer to them, and within four or five yards of the post, David by a prodigious effort shot past and won by a neck, Grammachree com- ing in a bad third. A howl of execration rose from the mob as the numbers went up. Arthur Ingram stood as if turned to stone, speechless and motionless, until he felt a hand grasp his shoulder, and turning round saw Fawcett, looking pale and agitated, standing beside him. ° 41 Arthur," whispered the arch-plotter, you must get away without a moment's loss of time. I cannot any longer uonceal the truth from you Moss has got hold of-you know what, the man I gave it to broke his word to me. Get down to Southampton, crossover to Havre, it is the route least likely to be sus- pected. There is a ten pound note; write me to Poste Restante, St. Martin's-le-Grand. If you delay you will be arrested." Without a word the nnfortunate young man grasped the note and suffered himself to be hurried away by his false friend to the railway station, from which a train was just starting that would bring him to town in time tocatah the tidal train from YVaterloo,and never left the victim until hesaw him safely ensconced in a carriage bound for Southampton. Arthur did not get. anjr further, however, as, instead of going straight on board the boat, be went of going straight on board the boat, be went off to a hotel to get a bottle of champagne and the boat started without him. After passing a sleepless night in thinking over his position, Arthur resolved upon a step that had never entered into Charlop Fawcett's calculations; he resolved to go tt his father and confess everything. "At all events, he will not see me put into a felon's dock," he slfM, "and he will not be so bitter against me as if I let such a shock come upon him without any warning. He can but kick me out of doors after all." When he came down to breakfast and took up the morning paper, a bit of good news met his eye among the sporting intelligence. David had been ob- jected to on the so ore of wrong description, and the writer of the paragraph thought there was little doubt that the Stakes" would be awarded to Timoleon, and hinted at the same time that it was rumoured that the riding of the jookey would be brought before the Jockey Club. Quite elated by this intel- ligence, Arthur lost no time inputting his resolution into execution, and as his father's house was only a mile or two out of Guild- ford, the South-Western line quickly oon- veyed him thither. Passing through the lodge gate unobserved, he made his way along the shrubbery that. led to the house without encountering any- one. As he drew close, however, he heard the sound of voices, and beneath a tree just on the other side of the shrubs which fenced in the lawn, he caught sight of his father and Charley Fawcett in close con- versation separated from the speakers only by the holly hedge, by remaining quite still he could overhear all that passed. No sus- picion that his cousin was playing him false had ever crossed his mind, and he fully ex- pected to hear him interceding with his father in his behalf, and was anxious tc hear how the old gentleman was taking the news before he presented himself. I I is sur- prise and horror may therefore be imagined when he overheard this treacherous friend putting his conduct in the very worst pos- sible light, and protesting that he had donfl all in his power to keep poor Arthur out of mischief. The scoundrel's surprise may be imagined when, attracted by the sound of footsteps, he saw the injured man with white face but flash- ing eyes standing before him, and in passionate but incoherent language rebutting his accusa- tions and denouncing him as the evil spirit who had been chiefly instrumental in putting him into his present predicament. There is a ring in the voice of truth which is irrisistibly convincing, and Fawcett, so utterly taken by surprise, stood white-faced and convicted, I unable to utter a word until silence had con- demned him. Well, the rest of the story may be told in a few lines. The blacklegs and sharpers who had planned the coup for the Broadmoor Stakes were completely sold by the wrong description" verdict against David, and th* race being awarded to Timoleon, whose jockey was forthwith warned off the Turf, Arthur got his money, which enabled him to pay off all his debts, and that no doubt went a long way in securing for him his father's forgiveness—on the promise that he would never again back a horse, a promise he may iDr may not keep, In consequence of the exposure of hit villainy, Charley Fawcett lost his situation in the City, and now devotes all his time and energies to picking up flats and teaohing them the ways of the Turf-as understood by him, — Lktrted Victualler* Gazette.

Would suit, and there was a bit gone with the brace button. I felt convinced the bit I had in my pocket would fit the plaoe nicely. I told him to come and see me in an hour, which lie did, and as it was dark I walked him out of the Village where I met a friend of mine who had been waiting about for me a precious time. I then began to pitch a yarn to the lad, Baying that when I first caught sight of him I had read determination in his face and that I wanted a lad full of pluck. "'Are you that ?' I asked. lie scanned up into my face with a look as Cunning as that of a fox, but made no reply. Then 1 handed him a bottle I had with me, but though he took a good sup yet it didn't seem to unloose his tongue. t • Come; said I, a bit roughly, f there's no fse in beating about the bush. I know you did for the old squire, and that's why I came for you. let's know all about it.' "This flabbagasted him, and he told me the Whole story, how, as soon as he was old enough to understand, he had made up his mind to revenge his mother's death, if he could do so without getting into harm him- lIelf. How he knew where the old squire Would take his post on the day of the murder, and going ahead hid himself in the ditett on the chance, and when the old man put down his gun and walked after the bird, he crept out, seized the gun, shot him dead, re-loaded the gun, and hid himself again in a piace which he knew was secure, _a big gie in the ditch, out of which a J>ad > tad been dug some time before. He says Just as he fired a gun was ^harged in the covprt and a lot of the shot rattled about him. My friend took down the confession in shorthand, and the lad made no bones of put- ting his name to it, which I attested. I don t think they will hang him. This quite clears the young squire, and if you show it to your solicitor he will know what to do. « "MARK ALTOI*. The detective was quite right. Ned Tupper was not hung, but ordered to be detained during her Majesty's pleura, wMrt Leonard Bradeley 111 ordered to De forthwith. In spite of him by the county gentry, he ne the Grange, which was pulled down and the land sold in small plots. The dead mans penurious habits had resulted in the i^cumu- lation of a large sum of money in the barn*, and on this and the amount derived from the aale of the property, Leonard and his wi e (nee Ella Chamberlayne) lived very happily in London. [THE END.] T-'